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Trapped in a Storm
The Gambino Family
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I'm trapped in a storm of death
But I'mma struggle with my last breath
I'm a survivor, mmm
I'm trapped in a storm of death
But I'mma struggle with my last breath
I'm a survivor, mmm
For forty days and forty nights, four hundred summers
We've been waitin' for the lightnin' and the thunder
From the storm rainin' blood from the bodies of soldiers
Who fell prey to the Earth's moves, Sodom and Gomorrah
America, land of the so-called free
Where skin color still determines one's superiority
Minorities like me call home the ghetto
Family trees' seeds was fertilized with genocide
Intended to grow and spread hatred among the hood
And black boys and girls are made to feel our race is no good
Misunderstood, miseducated, underrated of course
Overplaya hated by the government and the police forces
Accept the forces, the routine practice
But what y'all gon' do when a black chick rides and mack this?
'Cause God's children will never be denied
Every tear we cry will unify and calm these trapped souls
Mama, I'm trapped in a storm
I keep tryna find a way out the penitentiary
These niggas lie about they whereabouts
Keepin' my pistol 'cause shit is wicked in this land of hell
Soldiers before me, they represented but they all fell
Runnin' the streets, my forty-five I keep for protection
Me and my niggas, we thug, keepin' Kevin Smiths and Wessons
Bitches they jock me, niggas they knock me, try to pop me
Thug 'til I die, can't let these motherfuckers stop me
Chasin' for cheddar, who gives a fuck about the weather?
Thrillin' with killers 'cause true niggas stick together
Birds of a feather, money-makin' and pistol huggin'
Slug bustin', shady bitches I can't be trustin', no time for lustin'
'Bout my business, why should I change, deep in this game?
I remain to be the same nigga plus a cane
On these streets a lot of niggas die young
That's why I'm livin' every day like it's my last one
Trapped in a storm
I'm trapped in a storm of death
But I'mma struggle with my last breath
I'm a survivor, mmm
I'm trapped in a storm of death
But I'mma struggle with my last breath
I'm a survivor, mmm
I'm trapped in a storm of death
But I'mma struggle with my last breath
I'm a survivor, mmm
I'm trapped in a storm of death
But I'mma struggle with my last breath
I'm a survivor, mmm
They got me trapped in a storm, in my ghetto, feelin' oppressed
They got me under attack, that's why I'm wearin' a vest
In case these cops be stressed, and there's a target on blacks
And this blind-ass governor never gave a shit
Bustin' guns in them broken down projects
Lord, tell me if I'm next for death
'Cause these cops won't be havin' no beef to my back
Big intentin', wantin' me to go to war with Iraq
When the war in my community got the cemeteries packed with blacks
My momma lookin' like she 'bout to fall in crack
Niggas up north and this world got me young and trapped
And where I live in hard times, niggas robbin' gats
And my society's to blame with their racist acts
And politicians never open, but they ears is open
And I'm hopin' when I die, that Allah
You'll be lookin' to the eyes of a thug nigga
And forgive me for the drug dealin', but I was born sinnin'
Sincerely yours, C-Murder, the Corpo-don
Lord, protect me from harm, trapped in a storm
I'm gonna struggle with my last breath
I'm a survivor
Now how many times I gotta see my young breeders bleed?
They got me throwin' blows like Apollo Creed
I'm livin' like an outlaw and outcast
In a world where everybody wearin' a ski mask
I can't trust no nigga or no bitch
My enemies tryna kill me to get rich
I survive by usin' drug dealin' tactics
A nigga post bail, I went to jail, that's totin' automatics
I'd rather get caught with it than without it
That's what Soulja Slim said, 'cause
No Limit niggas 'bout it, 'bout it
This ghetto livin' got us hungry like parasites
I'm livin' the street life, my boy died in a gunfight
They got me drownin' in the pourin' rain
And it's a damn shame how a black man kill a black man
Think a nigga, I'm a rider, I ride with G's
And I'm trapped in a storm with my enemies
I'm trapped in a storm of death
But I'mma struggle with my last breath
I'm a survivor, mmm
I'm trapped in a storm of death
But I'mma struggle with my last breath
I'm a survivor, mmm
I'm trapped in a storm of death
But I'mma struggle with my last breath
I'm a survivor, mmm
I'm trapped in a storm of death
But I'mma struggle with my last breath
I'm a survivor, mmm
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